I Became the Empress' Perfect Regret
One morning, I casually mentioned I was craving Myrendale lamb, and by evening, several horses had been ridden to death just to bring it to me.
As I stared at the lavish feast, a shiver ran down my spine. "Bella, you cannot keep acting this recklessly! Do you have any idea what people are saying outside? They're calling me a demon who has bewitched the empress, and they are bent on killing me!"
Bella casually peeled an orange and popped a segment into my mouth. "You're afraid of gossip? Don't worry. I will silence those voices for good."
I stared blankly at her back as she walked away, having no idea what kind of madness she was cooking up next.